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Originally posted in r/cuckoldpsychology, however mods saw this one a little too storytelling this time.
So I’ve written here before about how I got into the lifestyle, but only broadly, focusing more on the psychology after the fact.
I always liked the idea of cuckolding, at least ever since I saw ‘affair genre’ movies, imagined myself as the one being cheated on behind my back watching the affair lovers make love, yet being turned on instead.
It took some guts to admit this to my grilfriend of course (lets call her Itsuki, as she is asian), but I made sure to do it subtly when we both were in conversation about our secret kinks, and loved and trusted eachother enough not to judge. She didn’t entirely understand the psychology of cucking at first, but to smooth over any insecurities I said I wouldn’t want to/didn’t have to sleep with other women, I do find her extremley attractive which is why seeing her with another man would feel ‘so raw,’ and that for a man at least, sexual angst, and jealousy is almost like a competition thing for us, and only leads more to hyped up sexuality.
Though not much about it after was spoken about, but I remember coming back from work at one point, and Itsuki sprung on me that she wants to cuck me. My dick twitched pretty hard.
So we went over the ground rules (in detail on one of my other posts) and screening the bulls online, eventually found Mike (fake name). He pretty much ticked all the boxes and agreed to our ground rules.
Our first meeting therefore was kind of just formal, just to get to know eachother, but otherwise casually talked. Itsuki gave the nod of approval to me. The second meeting we made it a little more ‘romantic’ and we had dinner together. I noticed Itsuki eyed up this guy a lot, and even caught her subconciously biting her lip at one point. The first ‘odd’ stirrings of cuckold angst began to build up, but felt amazing. At most she’d sometimes grab Mike’s leg, or be a little handsy with him when he made her laugh, but that was it for now. As per our ground rules, it would be Itsuki that would entirely initiate this, not Mike, which made it even hotter.
But for a time Itsuki didn’t really go the full distance for now. The 3rd and 4th meetings we did different things, and they became a little more flirty, but that was it otherwise. The suspense of when she’d finally initiate fucking Mike was killing me in the most angst way possible, making sure not to intervene or talk much over them to avoid interrupting possibly the beginning of their lovemaking. Though at one point I was in the bathroom, and came out, and could’ve sworn I quickly saw their heads pull away and blush, as if they quickly shared a smooch.
On our 5th night, we were entirely more relaxed and informal now however. We were playing boardgames of all things, and the drinks were flowing. I could tell a dynamic shift already going on: Itsuki and Mike could not have sat closer together, often directing our conversation just to eachother, and when we got more drunk, even laughing with their heads together. I could’ve sworn there was a sparkle between their eyes, noticed under Itsuki’s skirt she had a slight wet patch, and Mike had a subtle bulge. I had to put my own increasingly hard dick under my belt to not cum. I felt I would explode in angst, jealousy, and arousal, and felt deep down the flood gates were near to breaking point.
Being a good about-to-be cuck though, I was doing some laundry we needed to do as well, in the midst of our boardgame. It felt like hours had past, and I did something stupid in the boardgame, which again now in Itsuki”s and Mike’s incredibly drunken stupor they laughed with their heads somewhat touching. This time however, their laughs slowly trailled off, and instead looked at eachother starry eyed, almost in a dumb drunken looking way. There was actually some silence, except for my heart pumping hard. In what looked like slow motion in my drunken mind though, they both squinted their eyes, and moved in to close the gap. I was watching the light between their shadows on the profile of their faces, eventually hiding the light as their lips softly touched. I swear even a light touch on my cock could’ve made me cum, as I was shaking in angst and jealousy. The first smack of their lips hit me hard, they even shared a giggle after what was otherwise just a peck. They then went in more furiously, Mike’s tent in his trousers getting bigger, and my Itsuki’s panties, now obvious for me to see as Mike grabbed her legs up when kissing, were positively soaking. She was almost instinctually bucking, they were going to mate and I’d get to watch.
Hearing kissing in 3rd person was interesting, as I indulged in hearing every smack, lick, smooch, and muffled moan. As Mike and Itsuki practically started ripping their clothes off, I did my role and walked to our main bedroom, to open the door for them. They got up to move into the bedroom, as Itsuki now in her lingerie, took Mike by the hand, both barely noticing me as they were so horny.
I decided for my first time to just listen to what would go on, both because in some ways it’d be less intense, I could deal with my own emotions privately, make it easier for Mike and Itsuki, and let my imagination run wild. They were talking about nothing in particular between kisses in there, as I heard the bed covers moving, before silence occurred once more. I then heard Itsuki’s recognisable deep long moan, but it was longer and harder than she did with me, aconowledging that it was likely necause he was bigger than me, further noting that as I heard the ever so soft wet sound of Mike’s penis slowly entering Itsuki, followed by the wet smacking sounds of them moving in and out of eachother, with my Itsuki’s now DIFFERENT moans for this man. It took a lot of willpower for me not to end it there, as I could tell in some ways my girlfriend sounded liked she was having a better time sexually with him, but I stopped myself knowing her pleasurable sounds would only make my cuckolding even hotter.
The bangs of the headboard hitting the wall mimicked my nervous heartbeat. I stupidly came before they were done though, so admittedtly I was actually a bit teary eyed, with every now scream from Itsuki and banging of the headboard felt like a hammer in my heart, but as I dwelled on my own feelings, I conquered the post nut clarity to go back into horniness anyway. Believe it or not, but the boardgame we were playing was the game of life, that I chose on purpose (to also get them to subtly project their feelings to eachother in a subtle and fun way. Almost prophetically (no, it hasn’t happened that way) the vibrations of their banging had both of their pieces slowly shuffle to the baby space.
They went at it 2 or 3 times more that night, and when we bid Mike farewell at the door in the morning, I heard their sloppy kissing in the doorway.
Overall, these feelings aren’t obviously all pleasurable as cucks, but if you trust eachother, and feel selfless for your partner’s pleasure, you can tide the negative double edged side of cuckoldry, and just enjoy your increased libido, and interesting new dynamics.
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